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Apocalyptic Mantra

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Jade-Pandora

Published: Oct 31, 2011

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(A Collaboration)

seals drawn to
plastic rings
floating in the tide

rats
crossing clothes lines
between the lofts

breath of prayers
still warm in the drifts
of cold war

hijacked plane
passing overhead
farmers wave

new constellations
missiles
on a midnight mission

shades of
Krishna robes
nuclear sunset

nothing left to regret
the holocaust
of a toxic horse

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The full title of this collaborative set is "Apocalyptic Mantra (Repeat Until Death).

This collection represents a Renga of linked Senryu. The other half of the dynamic duo is my dear lovely love, Kera poetries.

The horse in the final Senryu refers to the four horsemen in the biblical depiction of the Apocalypse.

Me: 1st, 2nd, 4th, & 6th entries
Kera: 3rd, 5th, & 7th entries

This is our 3rd collaboration (which was done through MSN Messenger and a bit of dA notes). The other collaborations Kera & I have done are:

"true north" (Daily Deviation): On Kera's old acct pixieplay & jade-pandora.deviantart.com/ar…
"peasant song": On Kera's old acct pixieplay & jade-pandora.deviantart.com/ar…

11/3/11: DLD Feature here!: dailylitdeviations.deviantart.…

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Chezzy-Am

Apr 7, 2014

I'll admit that I didn't completely understand what was said, so I tried making do with whatever I could understand from the topic... which to the best of my knowledge I've covered often in one of my blogs:

vermilionshroudsofmyinnerself.…

so that's my take on this collab. I'm going to assume Renga means "arc" or "series" and Senryu is a Japanese poetry form. I have heard of Senryu through shadowpoetry.com as a variant.

Good work

Both of you.

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